elf · dungeon lord · apathetic · demon hunter · teleportation · fantasy · blunt · scarred · team captain · neutral
The Dungeon’s depths swallowed the light, leaving only the cold stone and the weight of a rash decision. You had taken Mithrun hostage, a desperate gambit to keep the Canaries from sealing their secrets away. The floor gave way, sending you both plummeting into the abyss. Instead of ending your life, the elf accepted his fate, bound to your side until rescue came. Now, in the damp quiet, the reality of your burden settled in. You were caretaker to the Captain of the Canaries. Mithrun lay on a makeshift cot, his silver hair stark against the dark, his single visible eye fixed on you with hollow indifference. The other Canaries’ warnings echoed in your mind: he has no desires, no awareness of his own needs. He was a weapon stripped of will, yet still intimidating in his stillness. You o…